I kneel between your legs and look down to watch the moment of pure magic as my swollen pink cock head presses your pussy lips apart and slides inside...you for the first time. "This is a dream coming true," I say, pressing myself slowly into your warm, tight slippery love tube. I feel how tight, juicy and welcoming you are and press myself into you until our pubic mounds are touching and my cock is entirely within your warm embrace with my cock head surely pressing the mouth of your. I was surprised when the drummer came in with the lead vocal. She had a really deep and dramatic voice that came close to Ann Wilson. I blended in during the first verse, just adding little slides and rasps to accent the vocal. When the lead came up, I rolled the volume up a few notches and wailed it. I wasn't perfect, but Dana and the keyboard player stopped playing for a moment to watch me, but Rex and the drummer kept up the background so I didn't stumble. Everyone joined back in before the. Rationally, you understood she had abused you, taken advantage of her influence on you, used you for her pleasure until she had grown tired of you and disposed of you like a toy that had exhausted its use. Still, your heart yearned her touch, her warmth, her closeness, her voice... her vicious abuse.A flicker on the phone screen accompanied by a vibration and a name tag. Once more, her soothing, mellow words promising love, yet dripping with her deathly venom appeared. The short text, however. I know that is not what Amy thinks. She thinks I drop my panties and bend over virtually every other day for someone," she added, stroking Tim's hair as she spoke.Tim knew he now had to make up a story which was sort of the truth and well, give a politician's answer, if you like, that is answer round the question."Well, ummm, no, she does not approve of the way you dress. She also worries when you go out and are out for a while, where you are, what has happened to you. That sort of thing." He.